Lu Wangjin was placed on a stretcher, and two people in white coats carried him away in a hurry, with Zheng Baixue jogging behind them.
Although he was hit by a knife, the superpowers were very strong and he still had the healing curse. Lu Wangjin woke up as soon as he got in the car. Before the ambulance door was about to close, he grabbed the door with his bare hands and struggled:
"Ying Huai! Lend me the cell repair agent! I'll return you a bottle next month!"
Cell repair agents can solve most of his injuries. If he is rushed to the hospital ICU, he will have to lie in bed for at least half a month.
He actually didn't want to get hurt like this, but that B-level monster was really something, making it difficult to undo the situation now.
Zheng Baixue also looked at Ying Huai with hope in her eyes.
The raw materials for cell repair agents need to be extracted from the ghost's body, and the cost and technology are extremely expensive and rare.
This is currently the most effective medicine for suppressing ghost pollution, and Tonghua City only gets a small share of the total each month.
Lu Wangjin's special ability meant that he was often injured, and his cell repair agent had run out at the beginning of the month.
The level of pollution this time caused by Lu Wangjin exceeded moderate, and he would have to stay in the purification room for half a month. Their team had lost three members and was seriously injured. If he could not recover his strength as soon as possible, he would have to hand over the number and resources to other teams.
The resources of the Investigation Bureau are limited, and even among those with special abilities there is a lot of competition for interests and intrigue.
Even though Ying Huai has such a high prestige among the supernatural beings, if he falls from grace, these people will immediately turn against him and devour his flesh and drink his blood.
Ying Huai leaned against the car door and extinguished his cigarette, "No more."
"Impossible! No one on your team was injured!"
After saying this, Lu Wangjin's eyes turned red with jealousy, "I think you just don't want to lend me a hand. You're afraid that I'll get better and beat you!"
Ying Huai nodded: "If you think so, I can't help it."
This scumbag Lu Wangjin was so angry that he was about to die. Seeing that Lu Wangjin was out of breath and gasping for breath, and Ying Huai had no intention of explaining, Ah Jin was afraid that he would kick his legs and close his eyes in anger, leaving Zheng Baixue alone, so he quickly said:
"No, it's really gone. The cell repair agent was given to someone else."
Almost subconsciously, he glanced at the watermelon eater in the car.
Everyone present was a smart person. Following Ajin's gaze, Zheng Baixue and others also looked at Jiang Ji, who had a confused look on his face.
Jiang Ji: "What the hell? Cells? Abs?"
Lu Wangjin also raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the girl who had no mental fluctuations at all, his eyes were bloodshot:
"You give such precious medicine to ordinary people! It can be a medicine to resist pollution! If ordinary people are injured, you send them to the hospital!"
Zheng Baixue seemed to understand something in an instant, and her eyes were fixed on the girl in the car.
Ying Huai clapped his hands lazily: "Ah, you're right. What are you still standing there for? Send Captain Lu to the hospital quickly."
One of the men in white coats was about to close the car door. This time, Lu Wangjin did not try to stop him. He resigned himself to his fate and let go of his hand in despair.
Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her wrist.
"You stay and help me too."
The white coat's pretty face was originally red, but after hearing what the other party said, his face changed suddenly: "Captain Ying, are you injured?!"
He quickly jumped out of the car, slammed the door shut, and closed it.
A heart-wrenching roar came from the ambulance that was moving away:
"Ying Huai, give me back my attending physician!"
Ying Huai pointed at Jiang Ji who was clinging to the car window and said, "Look at her injuries."
Treating ordinary people? She is a medical doctor who specializes in treating people with special abilities! The lady in the white coat was reluctant.
But for Ying Huai's sake, he still stepped forward and patiently asked, "Where are you injured?"
Jiang Ji: "Huh? I'm injured. Where am I injured?"
“…”
The man in the white coat looked at Ying Huai with an accusatory expression.
What the hell? Do you think I'm part of your gang?!
Ying Huai understood it as something else and frowned slightly: "Is it that serious? Give me a number, how long can she live?"
The man in the white coat quietly looked at the fingernail-sized scar on the girl's body, which was becoming lighter and lighter visibly to the naked eye.
"If it's any later, the wound will heal..."
She gave a scolding smile and felt that she had been fooled.
Jiang Ji also saw the scar that was about to disappear, and couldn't help but sigh that this cell repair agent was really a black technology product.
Not only the knife wound, but also the bump on the back of her head, the wound on her ankle, and even the scratch on her cheek disappeared.
She screamed frantically in her heart: "System system system!"
The system was getting really annoying: [Stop urging me, I’m copying again. ]
So Jiang Ji was satisfied.
She doesn't produce props, but she is a porter of various worlds.
Ying Huai's expression became more serious: "There is nothing wrong with her body, but is it possible that she has some problems with her brain?"
Jiang Ji: “???”
The man in the white coat sighed heavily, "Captain Ying, mental power is your domain. If that doesn't work, Micro-Butterfly can also enter the dream..."
Ying Huai lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
In fact, he had already explored Jiang Ji's brain waves, and his optimism left him speechless. His inner world was even purer than that of the stupid A Jin, and Wei Shengdie's previous dream observations had not revealed anything abnormal.
Everything was over, and this time it was Xue Li who drove Jiang Ji back to school.
Before Jiang Ji got off the car, Ying Huai suddenly said, "Report to No. 666 Yizhou Avenue at 8 o'clock next Monday morning."
"Report?" She blinked. Isn't this the building of the Investigation Bureau?
Only Ah Jin is not a riddle man. "You may not know this yet, but the higher-ups have approved it. You will be doing your internship here from now on."
Jiang Ji: ...Oh no, has she sneaked into the protagonist group?
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This B-level mysterious incident swept across the entire Xicheng District.
It directly resulted in the deaths of more than 5,000 people and injuries to more than 10,000 people, including nearly 1,000 serious injuries.
Sixteen official psychics were killed, nearly half of whom were C-level psychics. Except for the first team led by Ying Huai, other combat teams lost one or two members.
Nearly a hundred civilians with special abilities were killed or injured.
The Investigation Bureau dispatched a large number of personnel and police forces to carry out post-disaster work. The relevant departments and headquarters of Tonghua City also allocated a portion of funds for housing reconstruction and resettlement work.
Now strange things are happening everywhere, and various forces are ready to make a move.
The strange appearance of Class B caused a stir around the world.
In less than half a year, B-level weirdness has appeared and is still causing trouble in China's special cities.
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